It was originally a dark sky with continuous rain, but fog covered Wudang Mountain for nearly two hundred years.
And just today.
The sky was bright, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a blue sky, extremely peaceful.
Lu Qingping's team of more than 100 people who rushed up Wudang Mountain with a murderous force were all surprised and confused by this "dawn" scene.
"What's going on? Suddenly it stopped raining and the sun came out."
Little Huya muttered, confusion written all over his little face.
Even the veterans among the hundreds of soldiers showed incredible performance. They could only lament that the weather in this damn place in Wudang Mountain was really ever-changing.
It was just a change in the weather, which did not affect them from following the prince up the mountain to hold the Wudang Mountains to account.
However, only Lu Qingping and Xue Shengbai looked at each other thoughtfully.
"It should be him."
This thought made Lu Qingping laugh and feel more confident.
This time when I go up the mountain, I want to see how these Taoist priests can show their servility to the Vajra Temple in front of the founder of your sect.
It was obviously the King Kong Temple who came to the door and captured Jiang Xiaodong.
Just because the laughing idiot monk was beaten to death by him, he wanted to hand over Jiang Xiaodong and ask for forgiveness from the Vajra Temple.
Ah!
…
Da da da da~~
A group of more than a hundred soldiers and horses quickly reached the top of the mountain.
The faces of the elders of Wudang Mountain who were in the Golden Palace all changed. They had long heard that the young prince was leading troops to fight, and they couldn't help but have serious faces. Seventeen or eight people came from the Golden Palace to the White Jade Square.
Behind them, there were hundreds of Wudang Mountain disciples surrounding them, all holding their swords nervously, as if they were on guard against a formidable enemy.
Seeing from the steps, a young man in brocade clothes accompanied Xue Shengbai, eight masters, and even a hundred warriors...
Zhao Qilu's eyes fell on Xue Shengbai. Among these people, only the old man named Xue had a strong cultivation level, even stronger than him.
But at this time, Zhao Qilu still put on a smile and said: "His Royal Highness, what are you going to do? For the arrival of the Crown Prince, I, Wudang Mountain, have entertained you kindly, but now we have led such troops and attacked menacingly.
We are the main peak of Wudang, this is a bit too bullying."
Lu Qingping sneered and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I was the one who killed the laughing idiot. If you really want to please the Vajra Temple, you can come to this prince. If you have the ability, you can capture me and give me to the Vajra Temple. How?
Not better."
Zhao Qilu's face darkened, his eyes glanced at the person on his left, and he snorted coldly.
That was a female Taoist Priest, Song Weiyu's master, the Yaoguang Elder among the Seven Stars of Wudang. It was she who secretly told Song Weiyu that the master wanted to hand over Jiang Xiaodong, which led to all these disciples knowing about it, so that this little boy
The prince went to the mountain gate to complain about Jiang Xiaodong.
Now that things have been torn apart.
Zhao Qilu stared at Lu Qingping and asked, "What do you want, Your Majesty? You might as well just say it!"
Lu Qingping sneered and said: "Jiang Xiaodong is my friend. If he is sent out by you, an old Taoist priest, because I killed the laughing idiot, then how can Lu Qingping allow it? If he wants to hand Jiang Xiaodong over, you have to ask me about this."
One hundred cavalry and eight great masters."
Lu Qingping finished speaking.
The hundreds of old warriors behind him drew their swords in unison, and suddenly there was a sound of fighting.
Wow.
The sound of the armor clashing together with the momentum of the eight great masters seemed to be like a dark cloud pressing down on the people in Wudang Mountain.
The disciples and elders of Wudang Mountain opposite all changed their colors instantly.
However, Zhao Qilu looked coldly and said: "The prince does not need to worry about his own family affairs in Wudang Mountain. How to deal with his disciples is a decision made by Pindao and others after discussion."
Lu Qingping put her hands behind her hands and said: "This is not the first time that Jiang Xiaodong has been bullied for more than a hundred years. He had Lin Wanyang earlier, and even earlier there were Shen Xiufeng, Yin Xiao and other Wudang Mountain seniors. These people are all
Do you really not know how it disappeared?"
Shocked to hear the words.
The pupils in Zhao Qilu's eyes shrank.
How could he...
In an instant, because Lu Qingping uttered shocking words, all the disciples and elders of Wudang Mountain started discussing.
"Is Shen Xiufeng the uncle who wandered around the world and died unexpectedly decades ago? He seems to be of the same generation as the leader..."
"Uncle Yin Xiao, isn't he missing..." An elder remembered this person and couldn't help but look at Lu Qingping in shock.
Zhao Qilu's expression changed at this time and said: "What are you talking about? These are my predecessors from Wudang Mountain who have passed away long ago. Even if you are the prince of the palace, you cannot disrespect my predecessors from Wudang Mountain and come here to talk nonsense.
Nonsense.”
When Lu Qingping saw the other party's expression, she could not help but become colder: "Originally I was just guessing, but now I am more certain. As you said, let's not talk about the two predecessors, as for Lin Wanyang and Jiang Xiaodong, they were both killed by King Kong twice.
The monks of the temple took action forcefully, and Ku Xuan wanted to transform Lin Wanyang into Buddhism. It’s not that you didn’t know this. But not long after this incident passed, another Xiao Chi from the Vajra Temple came to compete in the name of martial arts.
Detain Jiang Xiaodong, this time it is the King Kong Temple who is the first to do evil."
"The laughing idiot grabbed Xiaodong and asked Huya to bring the Wudang Mountain brothers and sisters down the mountain to compete with him. Even a fool can see that the Vajra Temple still has evil intentions towards Lin Wanyang."
"As a result, you know clearly that this so-called Buddhist holy land is trying every possible means to transport your disciples away and is here to bully Wudang Mountain, but you still have no self-respect and want to grovelingly hand over Jiang Xiaodong, a Wudang disciple who was rescued by me once, in order to protect your rights.
Nothing happens in Wudang Mountain."
After Lu Qingping finished speaking, she changed the subject and said coldly: "But now I feel that this is not just a matter of 'sorry for his misfortune and anger for his inability to fight', but I am just guessing, so I won't talk about him."
"To put it simply, since you can so easily hand over the life and death of your disciples to others, what qualifications do you have to be the leader of Wudang Mountain?"
"If the disciples in your hands are just a bargaining chip for you to maintain your position, then why do these people want you to be the leader?"
After that, he stared at the more than a hundred disciples and elders of Wudang Mountain with his sharp eyes: "Why do you want to support a person who can abandon you at any time as the leader?"
When these words came out, the three Wudang Mountain disciples who were standing in the prince's camp, such as Song Weiyu, Jiang Xiaodong, and Xu Huya, had their heads buzzing and felt like something was being shaken.
At the same time, they felt in their hearts that what Lu Qingping said was absolutely correct, and then their eyes when they looked at Zhao Qilu became extremely complicated.
Not only these three people, but also the hundreds of Wudang Mountain disciples and even the elders all looked at Zhao Qilu with complex and alienated eyes.
Zhao Qilu's heart skipped a beat, and regardless of Lu Qingping's identity, he shouted angrily: "Shut up, why are you in charge of Wudang's affairs? It's not up to you to decide whether Pindao is qualified to be the leader!"
Lu Qingping said calmly at this time: "Maybe I am not qualified enough, but there is one person who is definitely qualified to decide whether you can be the leader of Wudang Mountain. Do you think it is, senior Zhang Sanfeng?"
He turned around and whispered:
"You've been here a long time ago, why don't you show up..."
When Zhao Qilu heard the first half of the sentence, he was even more furious, but when he heard the second half of the boy's sentence, his face suddenly changed and his whole body was shocked:
"What did you say??"
At this moment.
"Hehehe..."
A burst of laughter from the old man, like a spring breeze blowing over the mountain, reached the ears of everyone present.
At this moment, Zhao Qilu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, looking at the place where the sound came from in disbelief.
There, a white-haired old Taoist, tall and wearing a sloppy Taoist robe, walked towards us.
It didn't seem like an old man at all, but more like a small world that accommodated the stars in the sky and the beautiful mountains and rivers.
Land gods take heaven and earth as their bodies, and their every move attracts strange phenomena from heaven and earth. They are the masters of heaven and earth.
Martial arts, human beings and immortals form a world of their own, with endless cycles, no leakage in their bodies, and countless mysteries evolving within their bodies.
Zhang Sanfeng transformed into a hidden dragon, slept for a hundred years, and cultivated his soul. He also practiced Tai Chi Sutra in his dreams to hone his body.
In the end, he was awakened by Lu Qingping and handed over the things from his past life. He untied the knot in his heart under the acacia tree and realized each other's Buddhism and Taoism with Su Xiuxiu. His soul and body broke through at the same time. His soul became a god and his body witnessed the immortality.
He has become an immortal.
Whether it's physically or spiritually.
So at this moment, everyone looked at this old Taoist in a daze. Although he was slovenly and dressed casually, they could not find the slightest trace of fireworks in him. However, because Wuluo Renxian had restrained all his vitality, he looked very ordinary.
.
Not only do these two opposite temperaments not conflict, they actually achieve perfect fusion in Zhang Sanfeng, and two Dao flowers are faintly condensed on the top of his head. One is green and the other is red, but it is not visible to ordinary people.
"Ancestor!!"
“It’s really Patriarch Sanfeng!!”
"The Patriarch is out of seclusion!"
At this moment, all the elders and disciples on Wudang Mountain exclaimed with joy.
"The temperament of this old Taoist priest..."
Even Lu Qingping was shocked at this moment.
It only took half a day before and after, Zhang Sanfeng walked out of the cave, and the Zhang Sanfeng he saw again half a day later looked completely different.
It's really the difference between humans and immortals.
After a hundred years of seclusion, a real person comes out of seclusion, and his temperament changes again after half a day. Is this like becoming an immortal?
Lu Qingping immediately raised her hands and saluted, having seen the old Taoist.
Zhang Sanfeng just smiled and nodded, then looked at Lu Qingping:
"Kid, how do you know it's me?"
Lu Qingping smiled and said: "When I saw the sky in Wudang Mountain that had been dark for two hundred years, it finally cleared up, and I realized that the senior should have left the tree. This is the mountain gate of the senior. How could such a big thing as me leading troops up the mountain happen?
I couldn't hide it from senior, but I never saw senior show up, so I knew that senior was probably watching here, waiting for something."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "I thought about it, but after hearing you talk about the people in Wudang Mountain over the years, Yin Xiao, Shen Xiufeng, and Lin Wanyang, the old Taoist wanted to wait for you to finish talking and see what happened to me.
What happened in Wudang Mountain during these years of sleeping?"
After saying that, there was a hint of sadness in his brows, and he laughed at himself: "I really didn't expect that after I handed Wudang to Qingxiu and practiced quietly for two people, it would end up like this, which makes you laugh, kid."
Lu Qingping shook her head. Since Zhang Sanfeng was already here, it was natural to leave this place to him.
At this moment, all the Taoist priests up and down Wudang Mountain have knelt down and worshiped in front of the old Taoist, including Zhao Qilu and others. They all looked nervous and frightened.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhao Qilu and asked: "Which generation of disciples are you? Tell me what has happened on the mountain in recent years?"
Zhao Qilu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, his eyes were full of uneasiness. Under his hands covered by the Taoist robe, a jade slip quietly appeared.
suddenly.
The old Taoist's eyes moved, and he looked at Zhao Qilu again, his tone was calm:
"You have practiced the Great Skanda Dharma of Vajra Monastery."